Sahara Greeks Part II. Chapter VIII.

9 Mar

Every evening Ianon Iatos visited a different assembly of ergati on a different lower tier. He wished to meet as many new members of the Archers of Apollo as possible in the limited time available. At neighborhood get-togethers there was opportunity to converse personally with individuals. He made full use of such occasions.

Life was becoming desperate for the laborers and their families. Lack of food and clothing, free time, and recreational opportunity was expressed. Why were the streets and alleys of their areas so shadowy and unlighted? These complaints arose continually.

Why was farm work on the plantations so sporadic and uncertain? Why was so little respect shown to ergati by the upper tiers of the vertical city?

Ianon had few immediate answers. “You have to fight for what is right and just,” he kept telling his listeners. “The first step must be to make the Archers of Apollo a strong army that can battle for your interests and benefit.”

Many ergati were eager for immediate attack and advance. Some called for arson and sabotage, an actual physical war. Ianon attempted to cool such ardor for direct action at once.

“One must not alarm our enemies,” he insisted. “Premature offensive activity could doom our campaign for justice. It might lead to disaster for us. We must think before we act.”

“What do we do for now, though?” his followers frequently asked the leader of the Archers.

“Allow our strength to grow, silently and invisibly. When all needed factors are in place, we surprise our enemies with a lightning assault. That will take the form of a general strike, on the desert plantations and here in Gamara.”

Even his friends at the Apolleon were unaware of the extent of the preparations for direct action by the Archers of Apollo.

Subordinate centers of the movement of revival appeared on many lower, middle, and even higher levels of the city. New temples of worship were instituted each Heliosday. Niobe still presided over the assemblies at what used to be the taverna of Nikos. On workday evenings, she visited these scattered locations to conduct ceremonies and present lectures and sermons. Support for the movement grew broader and deeper with each passing day. A new positive spirit was evident among the previously depressed ergati class. They discussed their economic plight in a new way, with newfound confidence that their problems would soon be solved.

Increasingly, leadership fell to a triangle of Cadmus Megaras, Niobe Dosodor, and Ianon Iatos. They were the committee of three that made the major decisions about policies and tactics. Ganymede and Echo served as primary assistants to Niobe, the priestess. Hermes concentrated upon the technology of Echolight. Everyone appeared busy every waking hour. The Archers of Apollo practiced and drilled in exercise groups on their levels of Gamara. They operated under the immediate command of Ianon, their chief organizer.

While all this was going on, Atlas Cimera attempted to draw Hermes into new scientific frontiers. The publisher made frequent visits to the maison on the sixth level where the physicist rented a bachelorette. The pair came increasingly to converse on the future direction that the Echolight spectrum might take. Atlas invited his new friend to speculate with fanciful conjectures.

“Indeed, if I had the time and resources, I would be working on testing to determine the transductivity of Echolight by echoing and re-echoing operations of the quasiparticles within the light waves. For I predict that the constant repetition of echoing will change the fundamental nature of the pulses of light energy. How do I know that? Let’s say there exists an eerie feeling in my bones about the matter. My belief is that the finer we can make the refraction of the new light, the greater our chance of transmitting it through solid objects, then recombining the separated parts again elsewhere.”

“I don’t fully understand,” pretended Atlas Cimera, leading Hermes to give greater explanation.

It flattered the physicist to act as elucidator of what seemed obscure.

“Birefringence means to split a ray of light in two and allow these parts to travel at different velocities, then polarize them at right angles to each other. But what if a multitude of such fractions could be generated from a single light ray? What if an infinite number was produced?

“I can foresee an infinity of echo rays crossing each other and radiating everywhere. Such light could theoretically reach anywhere. It would have the character of absolute omnipresence. If the necessary receivers existed, light would penetrate everywhere. Through buildings and walls, without impediment. Nothing would be able to block these universal sources of the light that I am thinking of in my mind.”

The editor of Chronia News decided to take a gamble. “With the proper equipment and facilities, you would have a chance to succeed, Hermes. I know the head of Asriom Lamps. His family has owned the company for generations. He is also an influential trustee of the Light Institute. What if you had full access to everything available in those two organizations? Your dream of universal transmission could be realized, I am certain.”

“But the Director out in the desert, Hebe Triton, is my mortal enemy. She was the one who made my work out there impossible. We were unable to work together. She blocked me at every step. I fear that the same thing will happen again if she has her way. She would block and ruin all my dreams.”

Atlas unexpectedly laughed. “My friend, Nessos Asriom, has immeasureable power. I think that he will agree to make you the new Director of the Light Institute, with full and unquestioned authority to carry out any research that you decide on. Her position will be taken away and granted to you.” He beamed with expectation. “What do you say? Shall I tell Mr. Asriom that you will accept such a proposal from him?”

Overwhelmed with emotion, Hermes decided to make no immediate commitment that he might regret.

“I have to consider the matter deeply,” he answered. “The future of Echolight, that is what I have to think about.”


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